In the floating expanse of the Adrastia Continent, there were few beings who could claim to speak with their ruler as equals.
The hierarchy of power that had evolved in this place was as natural as gravity…Ancient Ones who had commanded respect across millennia now deferred to the authority of one who had achieved the impossible in mere weeks!
Thrones like Aliya and Lancelot found themselves speaking to Achilles with the careful formality reserved for forces of nature too vast to fully comprehend.
They could not truly talk to him normally…nor could Nyxeria, Major David, or all the others!
But there was one being who had somehow maintained the peculiar privilege of casual conversation, who could approach the Ninth Adrastia Emperor King without the weight of formal protocol crushing the life from their interactions.
The Monkey King remained, as always, an anomaly.
